Chi Weiya hated these troublesome formulas, and she was not a science major back then.

Therefore, after discovering that Qi Chen was reading this book again, he subconsciously wanted to leave.

However, just as she turned around, an idea suddenly appeared in her mind.

"This Qi Chen should be from the military department. As for psychic weapons, there is no hope and they are of no use to monks, so the Maintenance and Management Department has long given up on research. I am afraid that the only ones who are still researching them now are the Security Department.

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"Is there any new research result or discovery?"

If the research is unsuccessful, no one will pay attention to it. However, if the research on psychic pistols is really successful and becomes as popular as police pistols are now, it will be an earth-shaking reform for the entire spiritual world.

Because at that time, the gap between ordinary people and monks would not be so obvious, and even the threat to the monks from the military still existed.

Although Chi Weiya didn't have much hope, she still took down the book on the psychic pistol this time.

She turned over the pages of the book, and a trace of bitterness flashed across her brows. To her, these obscure words were no different from heavenly scriptures.

But just at this moment, a thin piece of paper suddenly fell out of the book.

Chi Weiya didn't think anything of it. She picked it up and browsed it casually. The next moment, even with her temperament, she couldn't help but almost exclaimed.

Although she didn't understand these formulas, Tang Ruanruan and Qi Chen would also speak in easy-to-understand terms when discussing, so Chi Weiya could probably understand them.

"This is the latest direction of psychic pistols..."

She didn't care why Qi Chen wrote here or who he discussed it with, but she subconsciously realized that these things were very important.

I'm afraid she is the third person in this world who knows about this. In this corner where no one has passed, a terrible weapon is about to be born.

"Write it down!"

Chi Weiya didn't fully understand it. In fact, she didn't need to understand it. She could sense the importance just from reading between the lines.

Nothing in the library was allowed to be taken out, even just a piece of paper, but she was very smart and had a strong memory. She could memorize the contents of this piece of paper by rote just relying on her own memory.

"This should be just the beginning. They haven't finished the discussion. I can't alert others. I have to see it to the end. If I take this thing and return to the Chi family, I believe the Chi family will allow me to go back."

Chi Weiya seemed to have seen hope, and her gentle eyes became a little greedy.

She came out of the library, and the long wind in the dark night rolled up her hair and her white dress.

What she told Qi Chen before was just a lie. Chi Weiya did not leave the Chi family voluntarily at all, but was kicked out of the Chi family after that incident.

Back then, she took advantage of that incident to report it publicly and privately.

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Qiu directly killed a woman from the outskirts of the Chi family, so he was driven out by the Chi family.

It's just that outsiders can't know these things after all.

How powerful the Chi family is. No matter how pure Chi Weiya is, she still wants to go back. She originally wanted to use the strength of her ex-husband to go back, but unfortunately her husband is already dead.

This time, she finally found Qi Chen, but this boy didn't seem to be close to women. No matter how reserved she was, or how she pretended to be weak but a little strong, she still couldn't make Qi Chen fall in love.

Fortunately, Chi Weiya discovered the secret of the psychic pistol again.

He only needs to hand over this information to the Chi family, and then the Chi family will take the lead in completing and announcing it. At that time, he will be able to return to the Chi family smoothly.

With a faint smile on her lips, she hummed a nice tune and walked briskly. She hurried back and saved the information she had just written down into her computer.

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It's autumn, and the nights have become long. Thunder and lightning can be seen from time to time in the entire area where the maintenance site is located. This is because someone is making a breakthrough, which can be regarded as a strange scene here.

Tang Ruanruan appeared again, just looking at the library a little depressed. Over the past week, she had been coming here every night, but unfortunately that person seemed to be short-lived and never left any traces.

"Could it be that my tone last time was too bad and made him unhappy?"

"You can't be so stingy."

She complained in her heart, then walked to the bookshelf seriously and opened the book as quickly as possible.

In fact, she had finished reading the book within a week, but in order to wait for the mysterious man, she still came here every day.

This time she was not disappointed. The reappearance of the handwriting made the girl's eyes curl up slightly.

"Damn it, this bastard actually said that this girl's mind is full of water, and you men are made of paste."

Tang Ruanruan sat on the ground, gritting his teeth.

"Huh?"

"Let the monks process it. Why didn't I think of it? This is a good idea, and it requires special monks. However, there are many monks in the security department, so it should be easy to find." Seeing the other party's reply, she smiled again.

A pair of watery eyes were full of excitement.

"Old gangster, you actually said that I have big breasts and no brains!" Tang Ruanruan cursed in his heart. She was not as smart and smart as shown on TV. In fact, she even dared to fight with men.

"I have big breasts, but I also have a lot of brains, okay?"

"Oh, that's interesting. Yes, why can't we use magic weapons to forge psychic weapons? It seems that we have all entered the blind spot of thinking."

"There is no need to emphasize that psychic weapons are better than magical weapons. As long as they are useful, they can be used."

"Psychic weapons are for ordinary people, so it doesn't matter if monks and magic weapons are used to help deal with them."

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After finishing, Tang Ruanruan wrote down some questions and opinions. These are the problems she encountered during the experiments these days. Some key questions still require answers from the other party.

After writing, it’s time to chat.

As a big star, she is secretly the adopted daughter of the God of War, so few people tell the truth.

Even the eldest lady of the Qiao family has only known him for two or three years, and most of the time he doesn't get to see her.

But this person gave her an inexplicable sense of closeness, and the other person's ridicule seemed to her like an old friend.

It always feels very familiar.

It's just in the memory, but it doesn't seem to be there.

Tang chewed the cap of his pen with soft teeth, listening to the faint thunder outside.

"By the way, how do you know I'm a girl? My handwriting doesn't tell the difference between male and female, but your handwriting is pretty good."

"Those who can write this kind of words must have considerable skills. I would guess that you are at least forty years old and love to teach others. You are probably an instructor in the maintenance department. Generally speaking, instructors have a bad temper.

None of them are very good, especially the bald middle-aged instructor."

"It doesn't matter that I'm just a middle-aged instructor. I'm also a middle-aged woman, a mature lady, and my charm is still there. Do you want to come for a drink someday?"

She didn't know who the other person was, and the other person didn't know who she was. This feeling was so good that Tang Ruanruan was able to speak freely.

"However, I want to practice, but I can't. I can only wait until the spiritual energy returns... I hope I can awaken naturally."

"I heard that natural awakening has greater potential than awakening through psychic potions."

The girl rambled on and wrote a lot. At the end, she even laughed when she read it. However, since she had written it down, she had no intention of selling it.

Tang Ruanruan rubbed his dry eyes and stood up.

Most of the books here were about monks. Although Tang Ruoruan read them, they were of little use to her.

This time, she was bored and picked up the Foshan Seal.

"Um?"

She made a slight sound, and the sound came from her nasal cavity. For those who have a sense of music, any sound can be the rhythm, which is really nice to hear.

She was surprised, not because of the exercise book, but because there was a piece of paper sandwiched in the exercise method.

The fonts on the paper were very familiar to her. They were the words of that mysterious man.

"He is indeed a monk."

She recited in a low voice: "Being still and moving is Buddha, every stroke is Zen, every thought is ritual, one square and one circle is Dharma..."

"It's a pity that this method is so weird that even I can't understand it. What kind of moderation does Buddhism have? Isn't this going to cost people's lives?"

Tang Ruanruan felt funny and thought that there was something in this world that the mysterious uncle didn't know.

She wasn't very interested in this Foshan seal at first, but this time she turned it over and looked at it carefully, and she couldn't help but be fascinated.
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